Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bangladesh and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Tres Demented to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amazonics,
Kas Product,
The Golliwogs,
Ohio Players,
The Cramps,
Archie Shepp,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
Delta 5,
World's Most,
The Move,
Ponytail,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Babytalk,
Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bootsy Collins,
Marvin Gaye,
The American Breed,
Michelle Simonal,
Jeff Mills,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Erasure,
FM Einheit,
48th St. Collective,
The Fugs,
Don Cherry,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
The Blackbyrds,
Soulsonic Force,
Crash Course in Science,
Motorama,
The Barracudas,
The Searchers,
Liliput,
Glenn Branca,
Maleditus Sound,
New Order,
Donald Byrd,
The Kinks,
The Raincoats,
Peter & Gordon,
Young Marble Giants,
Fluxion,
The Wake,
Zero Boys,
Derrick May,
Anthony Braxton,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Walker Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
EPMD,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.